“…are You Not Actually Blond?”

"You want to have sex. With me?" Shoto sounds uncertain, his usual flat tone is infused with a wavelength of emotion you've never heard before.

"Yeah." You say, leaning across the small sticky coffee shop table so you can scoop up his hand into your own. "I do."

"Um." Shoto glances down at your hand. "I don't know what to say."

You release his hand, deflated. "Oh...so are you not interested? I just figured we've been on like ten dates so I thought we could at least discuss it."

"It's not that I'm not interested..." He says slowly, rounding his mouth around the words. "I haven't had sex before. So I wouldn't know what I'm doing."

"Oh." You're surprised by this. Shoto has just turned thirty, and your big thirtieth birthday isn't far behind. You've both been pretty popular on the Pro hero scene for the better part of a decade. Shoto's dated plenty of pretty starlets and pro heroes before you - girls who love the spotlight and look glamorous on magazine covers. You've assumed that he had been intimate with more than a few of them. You're surprised to find that you're wrong. "You've never had sex before? What about...I don't know...oral sex? Or, um, have you had a hand job?"

He shakes his head no, then takes a deep sip from his mug of tea. You glance around you to make sure there aren't any eavesdroppers, but the shop is mercifully empty. The two of you are inconspicuously tucked into a corner beneath a collection of leafy pants.

"I've never really felt comfortable doing those kinds of things with anyone." He takes another gulp from his cup. "But I'd be open to trying it with you."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. I like you as more than a friend, I've known you for a long time, I'm comfortable with you and I'm attracted to you. The last time we kissed, I had an erection afterwards." Something you've always liked about Shoto is his blunt, no-nonsense approach to life. But this is...a lot of information to take in.

"Wow, Sho. I...I feel the same way. I mean - obviously I didn't have an erection after we made out last week, but I was definitely turned on." You say weakly, taking a sip of your own tea as you stare at him with wide eyes.

"So what do we do now?" Shoto reaches out and re-takes your hand. His palm is warm against your own. "I'm free the rest of the afternoon - should we go back to my apartment?" You're surprised by how eager he looks all of a sudden. There's been a shift in the energy - now that you've offered up sex and put it on the table, he seems to be buzzing about it.

Your brain is moving a thousand miles a minute. You take a deep breath and try to approach the situation as you would a work emergency. What would Pro-Hero Y/N do?

Hmm...she would start slow and take small steps forward. Get Shoto comfortable with the various aspects of sex and sexual response and attraction.

"Maybe we start slow. Take off each others clothes. Touch each other. Maybe some hand stuff."

"Hand stuff?" He looks at you blankly.

"I'm assuming you've never fingered someone?"

"No, I have not."

"Alright - so I'll show you what to do there. And I can give you a hand job. You can show me what you like when you touch yourself, and then I'll try to emulate it. With a twist, of course."

He nods excitedly - he's already standing up and shrugging on his coat. He tosses a twenty down on the table to pay for your drinks.

"Well we'd better get going then. I've clearly got a lot to learn." His tone is lower than usual, and before he buttons up his long coat you swear you can see his arousal through his sharp slacks. The image tingles in your brain, shooting electricity straight down to your pussy. Your brain wanders for a moment - wondering what Shoto looks like naked. How his Pro Hero muscles could ripple beneath your gentle touch. How big he might be.

"Okay!" You rise from your chair and he's already behind you, helping you into your jacket. The man wastes no time. His touch lingers on your lower back as you slide your arms into the long sleeves.

You leave the coffee shop, the door jingling behind you as the pair of you step out into the cool winter air. Shoto reaches for your hand, intertwining your fingers.

"I'm excited about this." He says, his voice honeyed and smooth. "I promise I'll do my best." The pledge makes your heart skip a beat and your pussy throb. If there's one thing to be said about Shoto Todoroki, it's that he keeps his promises. Also, he's meticulous and thorough in everything he does.

"Maybe we should call a cab." You say, feeling your panties dampen more with each step. "It'll be faster."

"Good idea." He looks down at you, eyes sharp and filled with an emotion you've never seen before. "I want to get you naked as soon as possible."

Seeing a few ppl talking good abt Endeavor, if you think he's genuinely a good person pls leave!!!

Shut down the world and open your mind...

Can you feel it?

Nataniel Kovack

He/him ; she/her with women only.

19 years old

10-02-06 ; 10:30 am

Aquarius

Baby witch

Intuition guides me

Hi! My name is Natan. I'm Peruvian, left side feminist that truly believes women are better. I talk english and Spanish. I'm gonna be writing concepts, one shots, headcanons and more! Feel totally free to add requests, but make sure to read my limits first.

Minors DNI DNF ; tw for sensitive content always!

I'm genderfluid (fem +) and I do not tolerate any kind of bad behaviors. I will always stand with women so don't even dare disrespect them in my blog or ever.

I do not tolerate any actions of transphobia, homophobia, hate towards women, glorification of abuse, romanticized crimes (pedophilia, zoophilia, abuse.) And I do not tolerate proshippers, have some manners and behave here. Everyone who doesn't will get blocked.

Thanks for reading!

Izuochabaku

the boys are getting along <3

You know you're in excruciating pain when you end up having to cuddle w your mom not to cry (me rn)

You wish you had a good story as to why you started dating Kaminari.

But it started one night at a bar, a long while after you two had become friends. it was just the two of you, huddled at a table, watching the crowd as your other friends swapped spit.

"Damn," Denki sighs pitifully. "Bakugo's really sucking on his tongue. They're practically fucking on the dance floor."

"I can't watch anymore." You cover your eyes. "It's painful."

The song switches to something slow and low and vaguely country. Kaminari heaves out another breath as he rests on his elbows.

"Hey," he says randomly, voice suddenly brighter. "Do you think we could ever fuck?"

"Depends," you say without missing a beat. Febki's cite and all, but you aren't interested unless he had something to... provide. "How big is your dick?"

"Ten inches."

You shoot him a look.

"No, really." Kaminari wiggles to get to his back pocket. "Wanna see a picture?"

He's got it pulled up before you can answer. Fuck. Yeah. It's certainly ten inches, unless that ruler he's got it next to is fake. It's pretty thick too, with a little hook downwards and a blush pink tip.

"Hm," you inspect the picture some more, trying to stay coy and detached. "Yeah. Sure, why not?"

"Fuck yeah!" He pumps his fist. "Daddy's getting laid tonight!"

"Not if you keep acting like that."

(kofi request) brothers who (try to) carry each other

i think i'm in love with her

an angel loses their wings when someone forgets that momo is also in the band

HAWKS SMAU IDEAS :33

hawks x secretary!reader, hawks x todoroki!reader, hawks x rival agency reader, baseball player hawks x idol ^_^ (these sound pretty shit but i seen stuff with them and theyre SO FIRE !!!!!)

HAWKS SMAU k.takami x todoroki!reader m.list

late outside your balcony, tell me a secret?

authors note: tysm for requesting anon!! im so super sorry for how late it took me to respond :( but... i loved this idea im just not the best at smaus butttt if u guys mayb want a drabble or oneshot of this lmk bc i would loooove doing that but anyways kisses for all of u mwahhhh <33

p.s ignore the mistake in slide 5 pls..

Hi I love your writing so much!

I was wondering if you could do a little Drabble, like the one you did with Denki about him not shutting up during sex, but instead could you Do Iida? Like we all know this man talks a lot, but imagine him being so pussy drunk that he’s just rambling. UGH love that

Anyway, it’s ok if not! Thank you!

🍓 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 loose mouth

iida tenya yapping during sex; fem reader (aged up)

warnings: nsfw, p in v, doggy style, hair pulling, dirty talk, lowkey possessive tenya

a/n: this is short

⋮ ⌗ ┆˚₊‧꒰ა 🍓 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

"t.. tenya!" you whined out desperately, gripping onto the sheets as he continued to slam into you. your back arched, ass in the air as iida gripped your hips. "am i being too rough..? s.. hah.. so sorry, love." he breathed out as he softly adjusted his glasses, his sharp red eyes watching your quivering form. "you feel so good," his thick cock continued to assault your wet core, his hands trailed up your back and each one landed beside your head that was hidden in the pillow.

you moans were muffled, his hips not slowing down once. "i can't help myself, you're incredible." his broad shoulders and big abs made you feel so small, trapped underneath his muscular, warm body. you felt the heat radiating off him, "you're sucking me in, shit, so tight. so.. ah," he gasps as his mouth hang agape. his veiny hands take a fist of your hair and tilts your head up, kissing your throat messily. "missed you so much all day, couldn't stop thinking about you." he gasps out, you whimpered, the stretch of his girth, his tip reaching as deep as to your cervix. he had you in his grasp.

you clenched around him, "so tight, so tight, oh god." he groans as he pushed your head back into the pillow. "you love my cock right?" he spits out, he wasn't known to be a vulgar man. only when he has you trapped underneath him. who could blame him? your pussy felt incredible. "my pretty woman," he praised with a gasp, he tried to keep his lidded eyes open as he continued to slam his hips against the fat of you ass, jiggling with every thrust.

you couldn't even get a word in, too overwhelmed with the pleasure, you could moan and whine in return. he smiled down at you, iida's blue hair was a mess, strands sticking to his sweaty forehead. his glasses slid down his nose, "i need you all for myself, all mine." he gripped the flesh of your ass roughly as you gasped, "my woman."